I’m Raking in Billions in the Aristocracy

--operation.

That's right, at such a critical moment, Yun Zheng started to write his homework.

"Lying trough! What rhythm is this? Is the good food anchor going to become a small class in the middle school exam preparation?"

"Yes, we Yun Xiaozheng deserves to be a learning bully."

"Ha ha ha ha, live writing homework is really six."

There was a lot of fun in the barrage, but after the joke, everyone was still anxious for Yun Zheng. After all, since the beginning of the annual feast, there has not been a replacement anchor who will be eliminated in the first round. Therefore, as Yunzheng's loyal fans, they should be anxious for Yunzheng.

Yun Zheng: "It's okay. There will be someone in a moment."

Instructing them to be restless, Yun Zheng put the pen aside, and then took out his mobile phone very calmly and sent a message to Ling Xiang.

"If you don't come back, I will fire in half an hour."

"Poof, this is too cruel!"

"No, is this a blatant call for Xiang Bao to dump people?"

"Xiangbao's fans are also miserable. Every time I find the right one in Yun Xiaozheng's live broadcast room."

"Hahahaha, Xiangbao, your home Xiaoyun called you back to dinner!"

I did not expect Yunzheng to have this wave of operation, and there was a hail hail on the barrage.

As we all know, Ling Xiang is an authentic foodie, and the most praise is Yun Zheng's good craftsmanship. Recently, since staying with Yun Zheng, Ling Xiang did n’t even want to go outside to find food. Basically, whenever Yun Zheng opened a live broadcast, Ling Xiang forced to appear. Today, it really didn't happen. Ling Xiang went out before Yunzheng started broadcasting. It is said that he was going to find an old shop outdoors. At this time, it is estimated that others are coming.

"I feel like I can't come back." Some people who watched live together on both sides said that they were not very optimistic.

However, before he finished speaking, he watched a Ling Xiang rushing in with a large vest.

"Brother Zheng, wait for me to come back!" It was Ling Xiang.

At the same time, there are also fans who airborne with Ling Xiang, and most of them are happy to hear.

"Oh, what am I saying? The old shop can no longer satisfy Xiang Bao's stomach. Only Yun Xiaozheng is true love."

"Xiangbao, your ethics? If you have something delicious, you can call it Brother, I can't stand it anymore!"

"Come back to your own live broadcast room !!! It's wrong to drive halfway and pick someone away."

Ling Xiang's traffic has always burst, plus he gave Yun Zheng such a large amount of dumping, even if he bought one and got one free, the number would naturally be brought up directly. Seeing from 10,000 people, it will be more than 100,000. In less than ten minutes, it rushed to the homepage of the Zero Hour platform and pressed three big anchors in a row.

The point is that everyone has been broadcasting live for a long time, Yunzheng is here ... still doing homework calmly.

"So what is this going to do?" Some visitors who read the homepage leaderboard clicked in, and they were directly forced. Just look at Ling Xiang, a millionaire master playing his own live broadcast room, and he was born here in Yunzheng and Yunzheng Lianmai to help him warm up. Even Ling Xiang's fans are unsuspectingly close to Yun Zheng's fans, and they keep talking on the public screen.

As for the so-called gourmet live broadcast, it never started.

"The push at zero hour is too watery!"

"Is it still on the list? I'm afraid it's not fake traffic."

"In the evening, it's okay to watch a child write homework, these people are also full of food."

Many tourists who are not familiar with Yun Zheng began to complain on the public screen. As for Yun Zheng ’s powder, he did not worry. He just looked at it and waited to see them beaten. They have followed Yun Zheng for half a year, and naturally understand the child's routine. Regardless of what Yunzheng is doing at this moment, anyway, the final result can be amazing.

However, this time, Yun Zheng's next move, even these old fans, was a bit confusing.

Because Yun Zheng's head, it's almost time to see people. After packing up his homework, he took out two pots, and then he cooked two pots at the same time ... white water?

"Hahaha, the child is probably not playing in the house."

"This is the play house! You might as well get mud next!"

"No! Yunzheng's craftsmanship is awesome!" Yunzheng's powder is not happy, but they haven't finished the rebuttal, Yunzheng really poured some liquid from the pot and put it aside The pot with white powder is a bit like mud.

"No, what are you doing, Yun Zheng?" Even Ling Xiang smiled.

As we all know, Yun Zheng does a good job at home cooking, and the knife-worker is also known for being good. But today this start is very Buddhist, and I can't understand what it is doing.

"Don't worry, I haven't live streamed for a few days, and I have something new to play today. The days are special." It seemed that Yun Zheng couldn't help smiling when he remembered something. Most of the time, the wind is light and the clouds are different. Yun Zheng's smile today seems to have a lot of temperature. Moreover, it also makes people faintly fascinated by the fascination.

It stands to reason that Yun Zheng ’s fifteen-six-year-old age, even in a calm, youthful appearance, is difficult to conceal. It can be put on Yun Zheng, but this kind of violation seems to be completely absent. It's so simple to tick the corners of the lips, it makes people easily addicted.

"It always feels like Xiaoyun is opening today."

"Emmmm, but it should not be given to Xiangbao."

At this time, there was a culinary favorite in the live broadcast room. After staring at the things stirred by Yun Zheng, he suddenly recognized what he was doing and couldn't help saying: "Is this Make fondant? "

"What is fondant?" The newer words suddenly attracted the attention of many people.

At this time, fondant is far less popular for the public. In addition to those who are particularly passionate about desserts, they also have an impression of fondant. They are either unfamiliar or only beautiful in appearance and difficult to taste.

"The fondant is not delicious, and suddenly it was not as expected as usual."

"Yes, how good it is to make a home-cooked meal, full of color and fragrance, and it looks comfortable. What good is this thing."

"Xiaoyun's live broadcast today is probably not to be smashed."

At this time, even Yun Zheng's fans are a little bit distracted. Ling Xiang looked anxiously and stood up for an active atmosphere.

"I think Yunzheng's fondant may not be delicious." Ling Xiang is good at interacting: "Let's bet like this, let's bet to see how it tastes? If it's not good, I've eaten all of this cake today, and all the people who vote , 100 yuan per person. If it ’s delicious ... hey, you have to give Yun Zheng a gift if all of you lose. "

Ling Xiang said, directly opened the voting system in the live broadcast room. At this time, the originally cold atmosphere also became warmer.

The voting system in the live broadcast room is actually a bit similar to betting. Simply put, as long as they enter the live broadcast room, they will have a chance to vote. Like Ling Xiang's now driving, it has a little meaning of a little gamble. If they win, they lose red packets. Although the earned zero hour currency can only be rewarded to the anchor, but in the end it is a costless transaction, so many people are willing to try one.

"This is good! Although Xiangbao can say that he really loves Xiaoyun, my reason still makes me crush ... unpalatable."

"Hahaha, I'm not interested in Zero Hours, but I'm looking forward to seeing Xiang Bao's expression when he eats a whole fondant cake. It's time to receive a wave of painful expression!"

"The bad ticket has been voted, thank you!"

"Aren't you!" Ling Xiang's unpleasant mood originally became more sad. What a fan, mom! He also hoped that Yun Zheng's cake did not do well and would make him suffer.

But even so, Ling Xiang himself can't say anything to refute. Because in his impression. The fondant cake is also extremely unpalatable. Even the six-star chef from Yanjing who came back from France did the same thing.

Unlike other desserts. The oldest pastry from Europe, the biggest characteristic of this cake is its soft and sweet taste. Whether it is the most common sponge cake, a fruit cake decorated with creamy fruit, or a mousse cake that is later improved with cheese, ice cream and other raw materials, no matter which kind, it can not be separated from this basic feature.

However, fondant cake is an alternative to cake.

Although due to the unique plasticity of fondant, it can bring a more delicate and beautiful appearance to the cake. The weakness of the fondant's own taste cannot be overshadowed by these gorgeous appearances. And the most unsatisfactory place is far more than that. Usually, due to the appearance requirements, many food colorings are used when making fondant cakes. This pigment is different from the pure natural plant pigments used in ordinary cakes. More, it is composed of chemical components.

So, even if it looks good, after adding so many unnatural ingredients, the taste of the cake itself will not be too good. There is even a cake shop with particularly bad craftsmanship. The fondant cakes made are not as good as ordinary fruit candy with ten dollars on a snack stand.

That's why, after seeing that Yun Zheng was going to do the fondant cake, Ling Xiang and a lot of Yun Zheng's powder all seemed to be in disappointment. Because ... not at all delicious!

They are so noisy, but Yun Zheng is still calm. Just as he couldn't see the barrage or mockery or gloating in the live broadcast room, he concentrated on the fondant in his hand.

"I said Brother Zheng, my dear brother, are you sure this will be delicious, right?" Seeing that she was coming home, Ling Xiang and Yun Zheng determined for the last time.

However, Yun Zheng had no other action except to smile at him. At this time, Ling Xiang's heart was even more flustered.

Feel the pills.

Finally arrived at the door. Ling Xiang, as if the strong man had broken his wrist, said to the camera behind him, "Prepare me a bag of stomach medicine." Then he pushed the door in unwillingly.

However, as soon as he entered the gate, he was fascinated by a sweet fragrance.